User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/Death and Darkness RPG/@comment-1298206-20120309044455/@comment-4677325-20121114230006

Phillip pulls out some precooked pancakes and throws them onto the fire. Artael smiles. "Nothin' like my mother's pancakes." Garil heads off into the forest, calling out. "I'm going to go look for eggs!"